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  • bone dreaming

    08Nov25 | 13.21 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251108.1321
    bone dreaming
    we rattle under ash
    crisp as leaves
    kissed of rime

    bone dreaming
    we slip that streaming
    to rest at sieidi
    longing of the everlast

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry, rewilding

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    poetry

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  • tossing a rune — 07nov25

    07Nov25 | 12.37 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251107.1237
    ansuz
    burned onto
    my heartwood black
    hung over meltwaters
    the old gals sing spears
    to the blind

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is ansuz, which has a core meaning “a god” (intended to be Odin), “mouth” or “breath”. Odin is representative of many, many things… in this case, ansuz is most representative of the mouth/breath (speech) that gives life to poetry, magic, song, language, and spirit — largely inseparable in the Viking worldview — and Odin is considered the supreme master of these intertwined concepts. By way of the Anglo-Saxon Futhorc, the rune is named æsc, which is translated to “ash”, a tree associated with Odin and is representative of resilience and strength.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.


    tagged:

    ansuz, poetry, rewilding, rune

    filed under:

    poetry, writing

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  • nonsense verse

    07Nov25 | 07.51 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251107.0751
    we cut away the fat:

    there is sun, there is moon
    there are seasons and stars
    there is above and below
    and there might even be here

    there are stones and plants
    the living and the dead
    what more can
    you really desire?

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    poetry, rewilding

    filed under:

    poetry

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  • Half-penny thoughts — 06nov25

    06Nov25 | 19.54 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251106.1954

    Why is it that some of us are not allowed to be “not okay” in some manner or another? Why is it that we always seem to be the ones who have to be available?

    And when we happen to be less than rosey, why do so many people act like it is less important than their own trials and tribulations?

    Yeah. I know. There is no real answer to that question. Therefore, comments are closed. Food for thought is all, as meager a fare as that might be…


    tagged:

    half-penny thoughts

    filed under:

    thinking

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  • hermitage calling

    06Nov25 | 11.06 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251106.1106
    Campfire
    Photo by Ville Palmu on Unsplash
    hermitage calling,
    i shuffle to mountaintops
    to sweep out the debris
    from my simple shack
    a facet of memory,
    what hint of comradery;
    it is slow work with
    a single black quill
    but it pleases
    spirits when i do—

    we flamegaze the dusk
    telling tales 'til dawn
    between long silences

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry, rewilding, solitude

    filed under:

    poetry

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